An afternoon of transphobic radfem blogs was not, in fact, wasted after all

[rozk]

For my trans dyke sisters

Perhaps excessive neatness, or a scar
that spirals round the hood. You press your lips
against it, and she squirms up with her hips
and you lose track a moment. We all are

so prone to giggles of astonished joy
that what was hard won was a total gain.
Fingers force inner scars, a little pain
but worth it. She is wet. Let's not be coy

Some of us love our sisters. On a date
saves time, we can avoid the big reveal.
They told us we were sick. Here's how we heal,
here's how those storms of self-contempt abate.

We bite and lick and groan in sweet surprise
then check our lip gloss in each other's eyes

Comments

[tekalynn.livejournal.com]

Lovely!

[shelleybear.livejournal.com]

Very sweet.

[sacred-chao.livejournal.com]

Saw a link on Twitter, followed it on my phone at work and so so wanted to read it again but didn't dare. I would have cried with the utter wrenching WANT. One day...

[cmcmck.livejournal.com]

As you know, I'm straight, but that first time?

Oh yes :o)

[rozk.livejournal.com]

My first time post=op was with a guy, because I was still thinking I was straight then. And that will get a poem at some point, because there seems to be building up a sequence on my sexual history...

[cmcmck.livejournal.com]

Hmmm......not sure whether I'd want to wax poetic about mine but I'll look forward to reading the results! :o)

[khalinche.livejournal.com]

Love it. Love it, love it, love it.

[crazyjane13.livejournal.com]

Here via a friend ... that's utterly beautiful.